Dust rains from the cracked vault as the crypt shudders again. Zathuric Survivor keeps one shoulder to the braced wall, eyes sweeping the low chamber for anything that can protect the supplies.
The Nurse
There, that stone chest, if it still opens. Move them now, before the ceiling gives.
She points to a squat reliquary chest tucked beneath a niche, half-buried in grit but still solid. The Wounded Survivor hugs the newborn tight and stares up at the ceiling, flinching at each deep thud from above.
Zathuric Survivor
The chest is the sturdiest thing in reach.
Zathuric Survivor lunges across the cramped floor, knife ready, and clears loose debris off the lid. The stone box grinds open on stubborn hinges, revealing a dry hollow inside.
The Wounded Survivor
Please, put the bags in. Fast.
Together, they jam the medical supplies into the chest and slam it shut. Another impact rolls through the church, but the chest holds, and the supplies are finally off the collapsing passage floor.
✓ Quest Accepted
Secure the medical supplies in the stone chest
“I shove the heavy stone lid shut to lock the supplies inside.”
SUCCESS (Great Strength, rolled +2)
Zathuric Survivor plants both hands on the heavy lid and drives it down. Stone grinds on stone, then bites shut with a dull, final thud.
Dust jumps from the chest seam. The medical bags vanish from view, sealed away from the shaking floor and the dark above.
The Nurse
Good. Leave it shut.
She snatches a quick look at the ceiling, then back to the chest, every line of her body still locked on keeping the supplies safe.
The Wounded Survivor
If it stays like that, we can work with it.
A low, heavy shift rolls through the crypt shadows, and the newborn gives a thin cry that cuts through the dust.
The sealed chest sits steady for one tense beat, but the wall beside it gives a dry crack from somewhere deeper in the church.
Quest Complete
Secure the medical supplies in the stone chest